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In the eyes of the pure I see the other side |
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Refused to hide my pride, I laid it on the line |
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Now I'm faced with what I couldn't embrace |
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Too little too late, nothing but a sour taste |
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I said my prayers to god, so he answered me |
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Gave me what I wanted, not what I needed |
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Turned away from the light, every day's darker |
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With each line I write, the heart grows harder |
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So what do I do |
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With the promises I made |
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So what do I do |
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Do I shine or do I fade? |
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So what do I do |
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In my ways I'm set |
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Wait and see what I do |
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I'm not finished yet |
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Trust in no one and no one will trust in you |
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Failed the test |
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Tried, not fucking true |
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Locked up in four chambers till the blood runs out |
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Bound and gagged with your foot in your mouth |
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Smoke it down to the filter |
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Like a slap in the face |
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It's been a long time coming |
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Gone without a trace |
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I know the night is young |
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But I feel so old |
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Cold air fills my lungs |
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I'm almost home |
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So what do I do |
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With the promises I made |
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So what do I do |
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Do I shine or do I fade? |
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So what do I do |
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In my ways I'm set |
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Wait and see what I do |
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I'm not finished yet |
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Benefit of the doubt, you sold me out |
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Enemy of my enemy, sight unseen |
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No use coming clean |
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Unsuspected, standing corrected |
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Disbelief suspended. |
